The cereal was a generic rice puff, or cornflakes in those little individual cardboard boxes. There were a few breakfast pastries sitting on a table. ...They were shriveled up, as if they came from the day old market. Tonya was already in the lobby eating the crappy cereal when I showed up dressed for my morning hike. I waved at her as I passed. She caught up with me when I stopped outside to read a message from the Geek.“Check your special email ... I got that mother fucker G.”It will wait until. They soon approached the ground floor presumably, where he was brought into a small room with a desk, a guard outside, and a few chairs. Edward stretched his body, which was aching from the cramped conditions a floor below. The woman sat at the desk, and brought out some sheets of paper. She tapped them together on the desk, and produced a pen from a drawer. “What is your name, sir?” she asked, with a slight accent coming through. Where it was from, Edward wasn’t sure, but it gave her the. He had been given my number by a friend of his, who had gotten it of someone else, in a chain of suburban tattletale. He told me his son was very shy, had no confidence with women, and he thought I could give him that. I met him at his house one afternoon when the kid was out to finalise the details. Doug was there with his wife Anna, a typical middle class family in a typical middle class house. Their son Billy had his birthday coming up on Friday. I was to turn up at 7pm, they would have gone. I asked “means chemotherapy ka treatment on hai shayad” she said ha, I said don’t worry us se thora pain zyada hi hota he lekin theek hojayenge, she said doctors ne b yahi kaha he,Then I asked her about her mom and her sister, she said that her mom was running some institutions and she has to manage that one also and her sister was having exams so they both went back to sangli and will be back day after tomorrow morning, I asked “then who’s in the hospital now, she said my aunty is there, I.